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This is not rap, this is not hip-hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop
Rapping to prove nothing
Just writing to say something
Cause I wasn’t

cunt started bleeding out dollars now
And sneakers and nice shirts
With popped collars
’til kids came over and rocked colleges
And white boys get pissed

unstable personality disorder
This is the diary
This is the diary
This is the diary of a EU kid

Welcome to the twenty first century
Teenagers that roll with

Spitfall

Pain of Salvation

Scarsick

2007

with a new definition of poverty, it's a joke
Like those you make in every video to reach the kids with the dough, 
With every copied "aha yo" and worn

best friend, cuzzo, uncle, pops and another
Bury you in front of everybody
If I ain't been who you are I don't fuck with you
If I fuck with you then

get in another car accident
This time with your baby mother and
Kid and instead of dying
You end up being the only
One of them that lives what?
Yeah

White Rapper

Rittz

Next to Nothing

2014

On the song, breaking dawn, number fourteen
Till death do us part
Wishing that I was from the fifth ward of Houston bad
A white kid from the burbs, bumping

Give It Up

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Meets the Indie Culture, Vol. 1

2005

who they dug up, yup, it's the Rugged
On the record with J-Live, I could hardly believe this
I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school

Gadsden, Alabama

My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids

weird, isn't she
Why don't you want to play with her
She's just a bit different from the other kids
Ellerose, you're weird
Oh, thanks guys. That's the best

fucked it up

I grew up with white kids
Who live suburban lives
Who graduated college just to work a 9-to-5
To satisfy the parents that
They secretly

Thought to myself I gotta make it happen
I can't end end up another random dude rapping
My style ain't similar to what's in fashion
Never spit about

Blk & Wht

Rick Ross

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

wasn't rapping, what would you be?

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white

BLK & WHT

Rick Ross

Mastermind

2014

wasn't rapping, what would you be?

Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white

me
Tell them I got track record filled with some parabeligics

I didn't mean to damage the team kid
No
All I ever wanted was for my mama to know
We

the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out

shit it's Ice Rasta," is what my friends say
But I'm not Eric Andre, I don't play any games
I'm gonna be a teacher helping kids with math
Be like

white tees
And off-white jeans, don't play with me, that's all I need, boy
Look, I got confessions
I spoke with Yeshua about the Jesus that you mention

righteous
A fucking hole I fell right in does it ring a bell white kid
Man I feel like shit and nobody cares
Confidence ain't shit when you can't share

Across all borders bringing disorder
We are Warriors of The World blasting Manowar
Men of war with souls that are battle-born
Sworn to hold strong even in

just rapping to make a right
I want to help kids through the night
I was lost, scared, and confused
Constantly feeling used
I lost all my remorse
My head

and
Holy shit, you look better, okay then
Also, you said "David and Goliath"
You hang with gay perverted white kids
You have canker herpies eyelids

the sardine and the gari
ci cool
Ok

When I 1st saw Jesus 
I wanted to be white 
When Eminem started rapping 
It was very nice 
But not so much Vanilla Ice 
He

screaming fuck the fame 

Just another kid 
Tryna make it big
Rapping through the night
Tryna make a hit
No one notices
How he workiing
But he staying up